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Re: I just wanna get warm (nod to Mark Heard) Fall 2017
« Reply #15 on: November 09, 2017, 07:22:18 AM »
Concord to Boston MA

I was born a sinner, I was born in sin
I was born with an alibi for the trouble Iíve been
I can talk my way through anything, itís in my blood
So why do I get nervous when you talk about love?

I could use a little shelter, baby
So I can try to understand the things Iíve seen
Maybe you donít have all the answers for me
But you can give me something I need

The greasy politicians want to set me free
My teachers wasted their lives selling lies to me
A little more money, a little more sex
A little religionís what theyíll be selling me next

I ainít afraid of hell fire, baby
Iím only afraid of wasting my time
I want some answers and Iím gonna find them
And I ainít gonna wait till I die
Show me a sign



I enjoy toying with my GPS and it's fun to look at the tracks - all those little zigs and zags have meaning and memories of a highlight of my life.


Fellow cyclist Steve who I met at the Concord library told me about two trails I could ride toward Boston and it was a very nice change from the mainly two lane roads I'd been on since NYC.

A long time ago a lot of guys with guns started raising Heaven in this neck of the woods and I enjoy the freedom of having no 'royal family' - it's just us morons ruling our non-serf selves!




I've been a Little Steven fan (his _Born Again Savage_ is my fave album) for quite a while and no sooner than I'd booked the Greyhound it came to my attention he has a new album out this year (Soulfire... seems appropriate for this journey!) and sure enough he's playing in Boston and well... COOL!


I roll to the theatre with an extra ticket to give away (learned that trick from a Buddhist buddy I met IRL after meeting him on the Humans list - hey, Barry) and sure enough I meet Alexa and Rudolph from Germany.

They were in town driving around and she happened to glance down the alley toward the theatre and saw the marquee... what are the odds? Anyway, as another big Little Steven fan they wandered down there and of course who else to give the ticket to?

She talked hubby into the show as he was somewhat less than enthused and due to some more excellent unusual things happening they ended up pretty much front and center (them's as asks get) and I saw with these two beady eyes the joy on her face as she enjoyed the serious rockage the band produced - SO FREAKIN' GOOD to be part of this journey and now I have a place to stay in some small town in Germany - better than excellent!

Then I rode to Michael's apartment (his first time hosting a WS rider) and we had a good time visiting for a couple of days.


The next day a cold Boston rain soaked the city and it wouldn't have been much fun being out on a bicycle.

He's got a nice view of the city and my point and shoot came through OK; I miss having a fancy camera but this one is always with me.


Some of them are wily. :)


I think I may have mentioned I'm a Bruce Cockburn fan ;) so I made a point of finding this hallowed house of study where he spent a few months deciding learning about jazz structure from professors wasn't his cup of tea and moved on to other things; makes me wonder about the people who finished their degree...


but I'm sure they are right where they want to be. :nod

I spend time at various places using their wifi and at one I guess I looked transient enough someone left some change next to my bicycle, a nice gesture I appreciate very much.


The last night I was in town I gave my WS some space and slept out - it's remarkable where you can find a place to sleep in peace even in the middle of a city.


But the low that morning was about 45 F and I was glad I decided to hop the train to Baltimore later that day. While I was waiting there Dr. Tim saw my bike and we talked and he gave me his card and said next time I'm in NYC to look him up, and if and when I will.


The overnight train to Baltimore got me there in good time and next day I headed toward a friend I met through warmshowers remaining utterly stoked and grateful to the Universe.
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Re: I just wanna get warm (nod to Mark Heard) Fall 2017
« Reply #16 on: November 10, 2017, 06:35:23 AM »
Baltimore to Silver Springs Maryland and Washington D.C.

The whole world's living in a digital dream
It's not really there - it's all on the screen
Makes me forget who I am
I'm an analog man

Yeah, I'm an analog man in a digital world
I'm gonna get me an analog girl
Who loves me for what I am
I'm an analog man

Turn on the tube - watch until dawn
100 channels, nothing is on
Endless commercials
Endless commercials

The whole world's glued to the cable TV
It looks so real on the big LCD
Murder and violence are rated PG
Too bad for the children - they are what they see



After about 90 minutes of grim fascination glancing over seeing a young lady take innumerable selfies while posing with her Amtrak coffee cup then catching a few ZZZZZZs I arrive in Baltimore with high hopes of following the East Coast Greenway to get to Robert's place in Silver Spring.


Part of the ECG runs very close to the bus station and is well-marked which was encouraging; it takes you through town and you'll see some of the attractions.




I spent an hour or three trying to follow the greenway but somehow managed to keep losing the trail ending up in admittedly interesting places but making way too slow progress so I punted and got on the highway.

Knowing I couldn't make it to Silver Spring that day I rode searching for a place to sleep; I found a cemetery which would have been fine but stumbled onto a grassy spot in an isolated corner of an industrial park which was secluded enough I could sent my tent up in broad daylight: cool!

I forgot to get a pic but it was great to have space to stretch out confident no one would see me and I slept well. Next morning while getting coffee I met a couple of young guys who were very interested in my adventure and I'll make a point of staying in touch with Roy who, like me, found himself unthinkingly conforming to society's expectations (not a good place, IMNSHO) and I was able to share how I escaped from that sad world.

After a gorgeous morning ride weather wise I arrived at Robert's place.


He'd stayed with me while doing the Trans Am bicycle route in 2016 and came through Pueblo again on another trip so I was looking forward to the visit, and his hospitality was amazing (we still might manage to tour together someday and I hope it can work out).

I had an excellent time (so many highlights and really I've only just gotten started on this little jaunt) which will be a tough act to follow: he knows how to host. :nod

We rode around and saw some sights.




Some of us cling to Jefferson's coattails


acknowledging we stand on the shoulders of giants.



Some of the giants appear monstrous (this is the lobby of Rump Hotel)


but I console myself knowing the Good Ol' USofA, having survived a fair few Presidents who were off the rails, will survive this one.

That's way more than enough of letting that man in my mind as I much prefer letting other giants influence my thinking.

"I think the most important question facing humanity is, ĎIs the universe a friendly place?í This is the first and most basic question all people must answer for themselves.

For if we decide that the universe is an unfriendly place, then we will use our technology, our scientific discoveries and our natural resources to achieve safety and power by creating bigger walls to keep out the unfriendliness and bigger weapons to destroy all that which is unfriendly and I believe that we are getting to a place where technology is powerful enough that we may either completely isolate or destroy ourselves as well in this process.
 
But if we decide that the universe is a friendly place, then we will use our technology, our scientific discoveries and our natural resources to create tools and models for understanding that universe. Because power and safety will come through understanding its workings and its motives.
"


I conclude it is friendly and as I write this in a hotel not far from New Orleans with my new traveling companion tears well in my eyes from the joy and wonders and ecstasy my life has become, and I am grateful content and experiencing peace like I never have.

Thanks to all who've helped me get here.

Words from another giant.
"If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. He will put some things behind, will pass an invisible boundary; new, universal, and more liberal laws will begin to establish themselves around and within him; or the old laws be expanded, and interpreted in his favor in a more liberal sense, and he will live with the license of a higher order of beings."

Amen and amen and yes it is so.


I was going to make my visit with Robert one post but Sharon is waking up and it's time to leave the digital and return to the analog.
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Re: I just wanna get warm (nod to Mark Heard) Fall 2017
« Reply #17 on: November 13, 2017, 08:01:18 AM »
nice read of your adventure and great pics.
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Re: I just wanna get warm (nod to Mark Heard) Fall 2017
« Reply #18 on: November 16, 2017, 04:59:06 PM »
Wonderful writing and pics. Thanks for taking us along.

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« Reply #19 on: November 21, 2017, 05:58:06 PM »
Thanks for reading and glad you like it - it's good diversion for a mind that tends to spin... now that I have my free time back I'll try to catch up.


I came to you, when I needed a rest
You took my time, and put it to the test
I saw some things, that I never would have guessed
Feel like a railroad, I pulled a whole load behind

I was adrift on a river of pride
It seemed like such a long easy ride
You were my raft but I let you slide
I've been down but I'm coming back up again

And I'm rollin' down the open road
Where the daylight will soon be breaking
Right now I'm thinking 'bout these things that I know
But it was good time that we'd been making



Thanks again Robert for all your kindnesses - I particularly liked dining on your deck.


And our walk around D.C.




Chesterton wrote of the blinding genius that first smeared something on a rock to begin written language - another giant's shoulders.


I talked to the guy at the exhibit and asked him the question I always pose to evolutionists - what was the trigger that separated humans from the monkeys (apes don't build cathedrals)?

He said the best guess is we figured out how to eat meat - makes as much sense as anything else I've heard.





Our goodbye dinner at the train station - is it just me or does that guy look suspicious? :)


Very respectable Phlly sammiches. :nod


For $20 you can walk your bike onto the Amtrak unpacked so when you land reattach your bags and roll away - sweeeeet.


.

Note to self: in future screen potential riding companions with the basic questions you'd ask anyone you were planning on spending extended time with, like do you habitually drink to excess? If yes, does it interfere with plans you've made with others?

Shame on me for taking the little things for granted but I guess you live and learn, or you don't. :eek


My little life remains perfect, my dream intact and expanding every day.
Seriousness is not a virtue ... Satan fell by force of gravity.

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Re: I just wanna get warm (nod to Mark Heard) Fall 2017
« Reply #20 on: November 27, 2017, 03:53:42 PM »

Gotta do what you can just to keep your love alive
Trying not to confuse it with what you do to survive

Running on, running on empty
Running on, running blind
Running on, running into the sun
But I'm running behind

Everyone I know, everywhere I go
People need some reason to believe
I don't know about anyone but me
If it takes all night, that'll be all right
If I can get you to smile before I leave





When the train stops in Charleston about 0630 it's dark and raining so I ride to where coffee and wifi are abundant and inexpensive, to wait for light and dry.

Later that morning it's an easy flat ride (story of my life for the next few weeks) heading to the Oh So Nice Not So Hostel (thanks for the tip, Judy - I can barely wait to meet you!) where I decide it's time to rest up for a few days.

Parked right in the kitchen


where I spend some time meeting interesting folk from all over the world. Isabella is from Bosnia having been forced to leave by the troubles some decades back; she's traveled much and is a joy to visit with, providing some appreciated food tips. Eating well on the road isn't easy sometimes and she knows what's she's on about, nutrition wise.

I also met a couple from New Zealand who give me some inside scoop on riding there (NZ was on the short list this year but was pushed back due to family issues with a potential riding companion... maybe next winter?)

When I'm not there I'm out there riding and meeting people.


Since before visiting Robert my drive train has been making a clicking noise which is particularly maddening as it's intermittent... arrrgh.

Fortunately Eric is an experienced hand with such things has a few wrench moves later my bottom bracket is no longer getting inside my head. Thanks, dude!

My The Great Divide water bottle has gone missing and William fixes me up with a new one, gratis, and cements himself and this bicycle shop into my Cool Places To Be Hall Of Fame.


Someone I didn't get to meet, durnit.




But at least I know of him and my life is better for it.

It's even rougher than it looks




so I briefly transition to a sidewalk surfer and stumble into this place.


The owner tells me liquor has been sold at that location since inception; during Prohibition it was a speakeasy and another testimony to the maxim 'Ignorance is no excuse for the law'.



I'm not the type to have much by way of itinerary so I cruise around, looking.




Outliers need love too. ;)



Next stop: Beaufort and meeting a certain someone I've been talking to since February when, only a few hours after I posted it, she responded to my companions wanted listing.

I am stoked as this ride is this. :nod


Goosebumples rising as I write that!

I like goosebumples as they mean all is better than well. :)

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Re: I just wanna get warm (nod to Mark Heard) Fall 2017
« Reply #21 on: December 02, 2017, 03:08:48 PM »
Charleston to Beaufort SC


Nobody knows what's going to happen
Nobody knows what's going on
Nobody knows what's coming down
But it's coming down
And it happens in a moment
It happens in a moment

Do this for me
Or risk eternal agony

This is fear country



Because when I was in Baltimore my effort to follow the East Coast Greenway was a bust (it kept disappearing no matter how diligently I tried to follow the signs... story of my life :) ) I called the ECG office and talked to some gal; she told me a group had left Charleston that day and obtained a police escort to get over the bridge heading out. :eek

So I left before light to beat the traffic and who'da thunk - the bridge crossing was easy peasy and once again I conclude we live in a society where TPTB peddle fear - Michael Crichton was spot on.

(this is no reflection on the gal - she's likely doing what she's been told to do by someone who is a fear peddler which is of course the right thing to do if you're in her position)

I rode the ECG until I ran into this


where I was fortunate to find a fellow cyclist who told me how to get to the highway I needed to go the rest of the distance.

That ride was excellent: flat and a tailwind almost all the way with a decent shoulder and I maintained the best moving average I'd done so far.


I made it to Beaufort and spent the night sleeping behind a furniture place where I was disturbed only by skeeters (too lazy to set up the tent)


so the next morning when I met Judy I apologized for looking like I had some contagious crap on my face and she graciously said she hadn't noticed.

We spent that day walking around checking out some sights and having a good time together; from the time we first talked on the phone I really liked her quick laugh and lilting New England accent and in person was even better.






We went for a bicycle ride and got in more than 20 miles on a very nice path - good to ride an unloaded bicycle for a change... makes me feel like a young buck again!

I slept another night at the furniture place and next day rode out to her campsite to spend another day together.


She's lived in her tent for 3 years car camping - she lands some place, sets up house and then spend the days when she's not working as a professional writer investigating in depth the local area.

You can see for yourself: www.judygrillo.com

Home for tonight...


you note I took the time to avoid feeding any more skeeters. ;) I really like my Hilleberg Niak - simplicity itself to assemble; the concerns about ventilation are in my experience way overstated.

She drove us to Hunting Island State Park where we sat around basking in the glorious sun when we weren't walking. We were both unaware of what this is


until we found a guy taking pics of them who explained they are Leather Olives... who knew?

Hurricanes take the occasional toll here


but it comes with the territory and tends to keep the riff-raff out...

'cept me. :)


That night we enjoyed a quiet evening next to our campfire and I was reminded again how blessed I am to be able to do this little ride; just over a couple of years ago I was one sick puppy, about which more later.

Next morning when Judy rode off into the distance on her daily ride


I headed back to Beaufort and on the way to stopped at a church to worship in my own kinda way.






On that route I met Dylan who works at his father John's bike shop; his dream is to pilot big boats and I have no doubt he'll do exactly that.


One of these days I'll figger out what I want to do when I grow up. ;)


I'm a recovering drunk who is deeply appreciative of the power of the fellowship which results from us lot getting together to share our experience, strength and hope. I'd attended a meeting first night in town and when I rolled back happened by the meeting place


where I met Tom again and before I knew it he'd offered to put me up for the night! His wife was gracious and allowed him to let some ragamuffin bicycle dude sleep on the floor and I couldn't be more grateful.


I enjoyed a wonderful evening with them which happened to include a free home-cooked meal... life is good here in moron world. :nod

Next morning Tom drove me to Hardeeville to save me a few miles and I stayed there for a couple of days before heading inland.


Wow, just wow: the people you meet when you get out there and do stuff.

Thanks, Judy, and maybe we'll ride together yet.

And thanks Tom - your story about the Doctor putting an IV of straight vodka into your arm after you got busted up to keep you from dying while detoxing...

fack: that's the kind of thing that makes me appreciate being alive even more.

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Re: I just wanna get warm (nod to Mark Heard) Fall 2017
« Reply #22 on: December 03, 2017, 08:25:57 AM »
Hardeeville SC to Statesboro GA


Seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, "This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem."
I traveled through East Texas
Where many martyrs fell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell


After a down day in Hardeeville my next goal was Statesboro GA so I plugged it into the Garmin and rode away, trusting the satellites and technology and the Universe generally.








Next time I ride by Lords Cemetery Road I'll make a point of checking it out but today I'm making some miles.




Doesn't look like much but it focused my attention (no mean feat ;) ) for a moment and when I stopped to document it I realized I'd just about ridden by without noticing something cool


right out in the middle of somewhere.




I bet this guy chuckles a lot muttering 'made you look'. :)


Graduate level marketing. :nod


Looking east after climbing the first significant rise since I left Charleston


to get to Georgia.


Yupper, I'm there. ;)


I made it to Statesboro in good time and found this


and COOL! This just riding around finding stuff is a good gig.

Thanks to the folks at the golf cart shop there in town for unwittingly providing me a place to sleep for a couple of nights.


I'm getting particularly picky about where I sleep and picking up a trick or two along the way.
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Re: I just wanna get warm (nod to Mark Heard) Fall 2017
« Reply #23 on: December 03, 2017, 08:43:12 AM »
Not quite all the way to Macon


I see you now and then in dreams


Next day a short ride to Swainsboro, through (a) Portal.


It's remarkable how much more you experience on a bicycle - time to see various claims to fame.


And each signpost has more meaning when you aren't hurtling past.


I met Duke who works at the grocery in Swainsboro and I need to follow up with him - the email he gave me bounced and he showed initiative in chatting me up - a small town dude with potential.

I went to the AA meeting but no offers on a place to stay so I hid in plain sight at the Methodist church.



Next stop: a hostel in Irwinton Judy recommended and as she gets around I trust her judgment.


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« Reply #24 on: December 03, 2017, 10:18:53 AM »
Stoking a fire in Irwinton for fun and profit

http://www.looseatthegoose.com

Hi, Donna! I loved my time there, Judy said hi and keep up the good work.


Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can
And when it's time for leavin'
I hope you'll understand
That I was born a ramblin' man


Next morning prior to leaving pirating wifi at the Dairy Queen in Swainsboro; unfortunately it didn't quite reach the Methodist church. ;)


On the way to Irwinton you'll leave the flat lands


reaching loftier heights.

I learned a long time ago when an Alabama boy told me 'squirrels are just rats with a presentation' LOL not to conflate southerners with hicks and that has served me well over the years.

Donna told me she wouldn't be there until later that evening but to make myself at home, and I did










in a wonderful place.

Donna's vision for Georgia is brilliant and should be replicated, in my rarely humble but occasionally highly accurate opinion. :)



I spent a few days finally getting the website fired up, collecting thoughts and enjoying small town Georgia








and I love it!

I guess I better... :eek ;)


http://www.maebobsdiner.com/

A German couple who had ridden from Canada were the only other guests during the four days I was there - the peace and quiet I enjoyed were priceless


and my soul says thanks again, Donna: you done good work, doing what you've done. :nod

But maybe it's time to move on... 


nummy (gulp).


Next stop: Macon, another Mecca for me.
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« Reply #25 on: December 04, 2017, 12:46:08 PM »
Interesting to read and some more great pics.
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« Reply #26 on: December 13, 2017, 11:19:36 AM »
Tip Of My Tongue


Yeshayah 57:1-2 Orthodox Jewish Bible (OJB)

57 The tzaddik perisheth, and no ish layeth it to lev; and anshei chesed are taken away, none considering that the tzaddik is taken away from the raíah (evil, calamity) to come.
2 He shall enter into shalom; they shall rest in their mishkevot (couches, i.e., tombs), each one walking in his nekhochah (uprightness, integrity, honesty).


There's an oasis in the heat of the day




There's a fire in the chill of night
A turnabout in circumstance makes each a hell in its own right



I've been boxed-in in the lowlands, in the canyons that think
I've been pushed to the brink of the precipice and dared not to blink
I've been confounded in the whirlwind of what-ifs and dreams
I've been burned by the turning of the wind back upon my own flames

Knock the scales from my eyes
Knock the words from my lungs
I want to cry out
It's on the tip of my tongue



I've seen through the walls of this kingdom of dust
Felt the crucial revelation
But the broad streets of the heart and the day-to-day meet
at a blind intersection



I don't want to be lonely, I don't want to feel pain
I don't want to draw straws with the sons of Cain
You can take it as a prayer if you'll remember my name
You can take it as the penance of a profane saint

Knock the scales from my eyes
Knock the words from my lungs
I want to cry out
It's on the tip of my tongue

There's an oasis in the heat of the day
There's fire in the chill of night
And when I know them both, I'll know your love -
I will feel it in the twilight

As circumstance comes crashing through my walls like a train
Or like a chorus from the mountains of the ocean floor
Like the wind-burst of birdwings taking flight in a hard rain
Or like a mad dog on the far side of Dante's Door


Some guy nearby Mark might have known; when I went to the Cemetery office to locate the grave the gal said since she's been there (she knew Mark's family who, and who knew, had a headstone business) no one else had asked where he was.


My guess is cannon fodder in Vietnam... anyway: RIP, young man.
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« Reply #27 on: December 14, 2017, 06:55:23 AM »
Nobody asks to be born
Nobody wishes to die
Everybody whiles away the interim time
Sworn to rise from the ruins by and by

The engines are droning with progress
The pistons are pounding out time
And it's you and me caught in this juggernaut jaunt
Left to rise from the ruins down the line

We will roll like an old Chevrolet
The road to ruin is something to see
Hang on to the wheel
For the highway to hell needs chauffers
For the powers that be

Go and tell all your friends and relations
Go and say what ain't easy to say
Go and give them some hope
That we might rock this boat
And rise from the ruins one day

Ever try to carry water in a basket
Ever try to carry fire in your hand
Ever try to take on the weight of the everyday freight
Til you find that you're too weak to stand

Why so pale and wan, fond lover
Why so downcast and desperately sad

We can walk, we can talk
We ain't yet pillars of salt
And we will rise from the ruins while we can





After arriving in Macon and visiting the Cemetery I saw some other things; one of the big deals in this neck of the woods are the Allman Brothers - Gregg is buried elsewhere and his grave is enough of a draw I reckon its impact can be measured numerically by TPTB.

I rode to the Big House


and the guy in charge told me a tour was $15 so I cheaply reveled in the atmospheric vibes and dreamed of what I might obtain if I sought inspiration elsewhere.



I visited a library then found my home for that night at a Methodist church on a main drag


and slept very well. Next morning a fringe benefit presented itself when I wheezingly hauled s/he up the stairs sucking mucho wind - what a great start to a nippy morning!


Before leaving Macon I went back to the Cemetery and prayed to a Saint... first time for everything. I cried a few tears, bucked up recognizing I was on the right side of the dirt and rode north grateful to be one guy who is blessed enough to be aware of John Mark Heard.

I stopped at a McDonald's for wifi and coffee and Joe showed up a few minutes later pretty much setting the place alight with the power of his personality - he walked in singing and engaging everyone with the joy and confidence of someone who isn't afraid to mix it up and to blazes with critics; it was interesting watching the staid white folks in the place look at him out of the corner of their eyes.


So I chatted him and Karen up and learned he'd been on America's Got Talent and that show would air in a few weeks - greatest country singer, EVUH!


What a treat to meet folks like that. :nod

Heading toward Atlanta it was a good day for scavenging: two hitchhikers and a hat and other stuff.


Georgia drivers get the award for most courteous and most reckless - I appreciate how many moved well into the oncoming traffic lane to give me room but (and I hate to criticize but FACK) many of them stayed in the left lane for a LONG time; once the oncoming traffic had to head for the shoulder. :eek

This video gives you an idea what these rural two lanes are like; no big trucks now but it's a busy highway and your imagination is adequate to the task.


I'd lined up a warmshowers host in Atlanta for Sunday but the weather forecast said a cold front was blowing through and I decided after enjoying the unwitting hospitality of another church


to head out early the next morning to get to ATL that Saturday afternoon.

I usually avoid riding when it's dark but this was a worthwhile exception and LED lights are your safety friends.

The pic doesn't do it justice but when you roll through this little town early on a Saturday just before Halloween it looks for all the world like that park is full of life, and not so much.


Weird, early in the morning.

Then I took a break and turned around and saw what I just about missed.


as I headed to my destination for a couple of days.


Courtney and Vlad are two very interesting people who were exceptionally kind to a geezer riding his bicycle around - they took me in, fed me like royalty even though their lives were busy that day hosting an open house (they'd only recently moved to the neighborhood they're in).


Vlad was brave enough to share the bolt/boilt/bold/biled boiled peanuts I brought as a housewarming gift ;)


and they aren't half bad; Courtney punted and doesn't know what a delicacy she missed.

Yeah, yeah I know... someone's in your space


but know they're pleased to enjoy your company.

Next morning I was very grateful for a roof over my head


and stayed hunkered and warm inside and out getting to know this family better - it's going to be fun to watch this young couple as IMNSHO they have life pretty much figgered out at an early age. Thanks very much and hopefully our paths will cross again.


Next day I rode early to the train station and heard a furriner talking so I chatted her up.




and those few moments turned into a wonderful train ride to NOLA with a very excellent traveling companion and big plans for All Saints Day - have I mentioned life is good here in moron world?

Home for the next few nights (after I escort Diana to her digs): the Way Cool India House Hostel.




Seriousness is not a virtue ... Satan fell by force of gravity.

G.K. Chesterton

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Re: I just wanna get warm (nod to Mark Heard) Fall 2017
« Reply #28 on: December 14, 2017, 08:29:01 AM »
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done


Next morning Diana (dee ahna) is astounded at portion sizes Stateside and I'm the beneficiary, getting to finish what she couldn't eat.




She's an avid traveler and just starting work on her website www.englandnotes.com so she took lots of pics.


And she's TALL - Sharon (about whom more soon) told me she's 178 cm but I look up at Diana - they grow these Germans big these days.


We had a great time seeing some sights and getting to know each other a bit - two strangers passing time together and when I'm in Leipzig reckon there's a place to stay.



This was a movie set for NCIS that morning and Diana was tickled pink to get video of when they were filming.


India House Hostel which I highly recommend.








We rode the ferry to Algiers Point as she was stoked about being on the mighty Mississippi; I got to use the USofA school trick of M ISS ISS IPPI to put into her mind how to spell it.


So wow, just WOW: another day making a dream come true with a new friend... and the weather ain't bad at all.



Next up is Sharon Leigh of rural Canada who I've yet to meet... the tension mounts. :nod
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Re: I just wanna get warm (nod to Mark Heard) Fall 2017
« Reply #29 on: December 16, 2017, 06:30:28 AM »
The Sharon Post

Oh my little pretty one, pretty one
When you gonna give me some time, Sharona
When you make my motor run, my motor run
Gun it coming off the line, Sharona

Come a little closer huh, ah will ya huh
Close enough to look in my eyes, Sharona
Keeping it a mystery gets to me



Dear Ms. B.,

In retrospect I guess I had my expectations so high no mere mortal could have met them (but I like to dream we can transcend mere mortality so why not set 'em high?) and in your defense neither one of us knew each other in any truly informed way - we had to flesh things out, best we could, and we did.


We could have done much better (me in particular... sigh) and your point is belatedly taken: I was 'enabling' you.


Of course what set me off when you said that was your awareness of the 12 Step vernacular and an apparent obliviousness to the need to accept your own role in situations, but it would:

us alcoholic mind types can be extremely slow on the uptake and unwilling to take ownership of our behavior.

Anyway - please know I remain a better man for having spent a couple weeks with you; remember that first night at the hostel, before our excesses poisoned our time together? 'Life is a gradual release from ignorance'.



I hope the gloves continued to serve you well and you can keep the speedometer dealie; when the weather warms up I'll mail that sauce I bought at that restaurant as I reckon it would freeze en route to your place in Canada.


From the bottom of my heart - thanks so very much for your trust me in and I regret not meeting your expectations.

But we had our moments, yes?














Seriousness is not a virtue ... Satan fell by force of gravity.

G.K. Chesterton